Poems from chloedrichardson
sky of clouds
looms heavy over my head
like the weight of your love
pushing down on my shoulders.
streams of milky sugar
line the cotton-...
i was a full garment before i met you.
i may have had some loose strings,
but they were nothing that a pair of sewing scissors couldn't...
i am always growing.
looking back, i see my past self as a seed of something larger, struggling to weasel its way out of the staunch,...